Post by Spírits Refuge on Nov 10, 2023 3:21:48 GMT 11
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![]() | Kenzo Raikusa 1,085 Words | Quest! | Referencing quest dialogue Kenzo scratched the back of his head in chagrin as he tried to awkwardly shuffle the egg in his other hand, letting it's striped shell rest against his arm. Jeez... he loved his sis' but she really had to send him with an egg like he'd have a way to take care of it right out the gate! No ranch, no incubators, nobody to help him watch after it, and with all the intentions of himself going about the region and not settling down anytime in the immediate future. Hardly the ideal conditions for a young foal to be taking it's first steps and having to jump straight into constant travel... But admittedly, Kenzo didn't much like using Pokéballs either. They just didn't sit right with him, keeping Pokémon all cooped up for hours or even days on end. Kenzo disliked the PC system even more, but he wasn't sure how exactly he was going to contend with that while he was out on an adventure instead of having the luxury of having his own land and space to let them run free and wild. Maybe it was that old zealous Plasma dogma they used to spout back home, maybe it was just being old fashioned, but he thought Pokémon - they grew up healthier and happier when they spent most of their time out in fresh air getting exercise outside of just training and battling. Like the little grassy bulb of a... dinosaur? - That Kenzo picked up from that nice Professor who gave him a bunch of things to get started with and a Pokédex. Bulbasaur, right. He'd set the little guy down after he'd finally managed to excuse himself from the lab, and been thinking about a name for him every since. Nothing was yet settling, but he was feeling like he was onto something maybe! As boots crunched into the dirt path winding through the grassy route ahead, the man paused, warm caramel eyes blinking as he glanced over, hearing a rough and sickly cough. Catching sight of a boy in shorts and a t-shirt holding a net in one hand as he leaned back against a tree with a wide-brimmed straw hat half over his eyes, he started to offer a friendly wave with his one free hand before falling into a troubled expression with his brows scrunching together and his lips twisting down as he heard another racking cough, seeing the boy shift slightly to cover his mouth. He was kinda pale looking on closer inspection too, and not exactly with the most meat on his bones. Kenzo felt immediately concerned, and moved over, with a gesture for the Bulbasaur to follow, as he approached, resuming the wave he had previously been about to do. Trying to seem more friendly, he let some of his worried looks fade to instead present a flash of teeth in a crooked grin. Almost immediately the boy seemed to perk up and introduce himself excitedly, and his passion. When he started coughing again, Kenzo tried to make a slight gesture towards him with a tilt of his head, brown locks tickling at his back with the movement. Kent, as he introduced himself, explained he suffered from a condition, although he seemed pretty hasty and eager to brush it off rather then give it any sort of name or explanation, and Kenzo gave a sympathetic nod. He... didn't really blame the kid. He seemed far too young to be dealing with such a tragic condition, and the only thought that immediately came to mind, even if he had no intentions of expressing it, was the hope that such a thing, while perhaps genetic or terminal, would not also be fatal. After a moment, Kent continued his thoughts, seeming to brighten up again as he started explaining his passion, and then started gesturing to one of the two caterpie-like Pokémon next to him. Expressing that it evolved into one of his favorite Pokémon, he talked about how unique it's particular species was, having only one evolution, but a multitude of patterns and colors based on it's evolution it could develop. Almost sorrowfully, he talked about his dream of seeing them all together in a wistful and almost hopeful tone, before lamenting that he couldn't make that sort of dream possible on his own with his physical limitations. Shifting the egg again slightly, gingerly, Kenzo stroked his chin, thinking, his posture and expression all very clearly listening and taking in the story as attentively as possible. As he was still pondering the situation, Kent seemed to have a moment of sudden inspiration, gesturing at Kenzo himself with a suggestion, thrusting forward the Scatterbug, as it was apparent called, forward towards him with a pleading expression and a hasty attempt to offer he'd give him plenty of reward for it. Kenzo was caught off guard for a moment hesitating and studying the boy as if trying to make sure he was positive. Then with a silent laugh, his shoulders shaking slightly, he nodded, putting his free hand to his heart as though making a pledge. Patting his pockets a moment, he managed to pull out his Trainer Card, showing the lad, just so he'd have a name to put to a face, and, shuffling the egg carefully between his knees as he knelt onto the ground, offered his phone with one hand while the other carefully took the insect, trying to prompt the boy to exchange his number, and if the phone was used, shaking a hand in a fist near his face a moment again with another nod before mimicking a phone, his pinky and thumb held out by his ear. A flash of teeth again, a bright smile, and a warm smile. It was kinda an intensive exercise, one that would take a lot of research and work on his part, but Kenzo just couldn't let down such an earnest young man who clearly didn't have the ability to do it himself. And he was no stranger to hard work, raising Pokémon, or breeding them; it was a task he felt like he was too suited for just to turn away like that, even if there hadn't been any promise of payment beyond just the initial trade. If a number was received, he'd text only an equally earnest and simple reply to the newly acquired contact before adjusting to carry the egg again with a wink and a caring look in his gaze. "I promise" [img]https://s15.postimg.cc/ie54ymtyv/i_kofukimushi.gif[/img] |
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